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Xio: [Snow] I've been informed that she is well. It must be a weight lifted off your shoulders, my dear. Wouldn't it be awful had something happened to her?

The relief is written across her face despite any attempt on her part to keep her exterior neutral. Aléjandra is safe, as far as the president knows, and who would lie to him? The rebels, but surely he wasn't listening to them. Though it's not the same as having her sister here with her. Each minute was something different. Right this minute Aléjandra could be okay and the next could spell disaster. Hopefully, her sister would keep herself at home and keep her nose out of it all.

"That really is a weight off my shoulders," she agrees, "a huge relief. I would simply be devastated if something were to happen to her. I do hope that District Two has been cleaned of rebels after the victors purge." Though she hoped the rebels wouldn't target Two for their closeness to the Capitol.

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Xio: [Snow] The bond between siblings is often unbreakable. Your loyalty to Panem does not go unseen, Miss Pena. What if we could tell you that your sister is alright?

She nodded in agreement to his statement. Aléjandra is the one person she would protect even above herself, the one person she'd always gone out of her way to ensure was safe - so much so that she'd volunteered despite not wanting to nor having been selected by the Academy, putting her life on the line and causing an instant dislike in her from a few of her fellow victors.

Not knowing if Alé was safe or not had been the thorn in her side since the arena blew up so when the President mentioned the possibility of assurance her sister is safe, Xio did perk up minimally - she didn't want to get her hopes up to much. "Oh that would be a weight off my chest, Mr. President." Though it wouldn't be the same as actually seeing her sister or getting to talk to her. "Do you know she's okay? That she's safe?" She tried to keep the hope stamped down, not get herself too hopeful.

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[Snow] Miss Pena, thank you for meeting with me. Circumstances continue to be less than ideal. District Eight is currently being blown away by rebel forces, including Cadence Kentwell. I know your feelings on her are understandably conflicted. Do you hold worries for your family in Two?

Xiomara sit across from the president as neutral as ever, she has no reason to be worried as far as she is concerned. She's not naive. He could have easily had her killed and yet she hadn't been. She'd proven she was loyal, and so she was fine. Surely. However, her expression sours subtly when mention of Cadie is brought up. "My feelings on all of the deserters are clear, far from conflicted, Mr. President. They are traitors, Cadence included, possibly first amongst them." She had been irritated from day one that anyone would think she'd have knowledge, or worse - sympathy or worry for their wellbeing, for any of the traitors.

She settles herself however. Again, she isn't naive. If she wants to keep living in the Capitol, biting the President's head off about Cadence is not going to do her well. "I do worry for my sister," as far as Xio is concerned Alejandra is the only family she has left. "I don't even know if she is okay currently." And that weighed on Xio heavily despite her outward appearance of carrying on like normal in the Capitol.